picked a handful of violets in my name

So my creative writing class took up "The Cut Direct" today and we had a nice round of "Sofia's issues, let her show u them." Cathartic, overall, and no one ripped my heart out or dismissed my emotions, and I got some good suggestions (he's gonna hang now, because execution is a little more forceful that prosecution).

The professor always brings food for my environmental science class - today it was $130 of heirloom tomatoes. We didn't eat anywhere near all of them, so I brought about five of them home in case Hugh wants to cook with them.

I had to do battle with the downstairs toilet again. Baking soda, vinegar, and a plunger to the rescue.

I also did some cleaning of my room, and the dishes. My desk area is a disaster but it usually is with me - I'll at least get the stuff off the floor tomorrow so I can vacuum - but other than that my room is about as neat as it can be with how much stuff I have.

I won a 40s jacket from ebay; now it just needs to get cold enough for me to wear it.

... note to self, hang up your freaking posters already.

Bragging about how you haven't been sick since you were in high school?

Is totally the fastest way to come down with a lingering sore throat, with bonus random sinus pains! *facepalm*


Here, have some fantastic cat macros.